Luyện nghe bài hát Nightlights

Be Thou over my reputation,
'Cause applause is a poor form of medication.

And I've tried it for years, but my remain:
Still fretting the day they'll misplace my name,
Still my soul for American fame.
the promotion of Jesus like a well oiled machine,
Advancing His kingdom to snag some acclaim.

Now, I'm both and haunted that it isn't just me though.
I see a nation of people to feed their own egos,
status like steeples.
Do we not know it's evil to love ourselves more both God and His people?

But see, here's where you turn this poem on head,
'Cause the greatest among us as servant instead,
And You humbled Yourself to the of Your death.
love for the Father's glory runs red.

So friends, will we point to the Son till our own grow dim?
Will our bright become merely night-lights near Him?
Words once, let them echo again:
Be Thou exalted my reputation.